I Fall in Love at 3 Am

3 Am.

The time when everything is quiet in the world.

A time for the dreamers and the lovers.

When the solitude calls to me,

like the moon calling the ocean to her.

The time when night meets day.

Darkness meets the light,

coloring the sky in brilliant hues of pink and blue.

A moment before the dark says goodbye.

3 Am.

The time when souls are deep asleep.

A time when dreams come alive,

in the mind of a 3-year-old child.

Dreams of a different life long forgotten.

The time when today is gone,

yet tomorrow hasn’t come.

A moment suspended in space,

when everything ceases to exist.

3 Am.

The time when the memories

of a broken past,

wreck your heart once more,

shedding silent tears in the dark.

The time when silence is so loud,

that you hear the subtle whispers

of the universe

nudging you to face your destiny.

3 Am.

The time when his arm wraps around my waist

pulling me close in his sleep,

like I was a part of him that he missed

in the depths of his soul.

The time when his eyes meet mine,

and I am lost again,

Falling in love one more time

When the walls of my heart come crashing down.